Special Reports


A date has been made.
On the other side of the globe we shall meet.
Our sleeping hearts
Have awakened finally.

Amidst applause and cheers,
Your smile, delicate figure
Moving with lissome strides,
To the longing crowds gets near.
In the season cold and wintry,
Your smile beams the rays of spring.
Oh! Master!
Perhaps You do not know
That Your existence
Is God's grace unusually bestowed!


When the names of God slip
From Your gentle lips,
All my cells
Gentle vibrations give.
The longing of so many days
Overflows from deep within my heart
And surges from my loving eyes.

My body, mind and soul
Melt into the River of the Light,
Swimming in the Stream of the Sound,
And intoxicated in the Ocean of Love.
Who else
Understands
The joy of our reunion with You?
None but You and we, in mutual love we stand.